The joy of a better lifestyle and pay dwindles, when I see my wife’s morose face in the evening. She is taking time in adopting a new lifestyle, without the domestic help we were accustomed to in India, and uncomfortably low temperatures.
I try to cheer her up in the morning, “Sunrise looks beautiful , without the grey cover of pollution on our eyes.”
“The sun rises at a different time.
“Your body rhythm will get attuned in a few days.”
“But not my mental rhythm… The people I love and interact with keep different hours.”